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So, skip out on your own party?

Oh, I'm not skipping out. I just needed a couple moments to myself.

So I guess you probably don't want me bothering you either.

And I won't, after I get you to light this for me.

How about you, Miss St. Michael's? Are you going back into the party?

I'm not much of a party person.

I just came because your parents asked me to.

Well, I guess you've known them for a long time.

I remember you when you were in diapers.

Yeah, well, nice to see you, Miss St. Michael's.

I was wondering, actually, if you'd do me a favor.

What's that?

I'd like to go home now, but my husband left for Santa Cruz and took the car.

I came here with one of the other guests, but I don't think they're ready

to leave yet.

I was wondering if you'd drive me home.

I wish I could help you, but it wouldn't look so good if I ran out on my own

party.

I already live five minutes away.

I know, but, you know, it's the idea of me leaving. It might look rude.

Maybe somebody else is heading out as well, and you could get a ride from

them.

I'll go in there and ask for you.

No, don't do that.

I'm sorry. I didn't realize it would cause such a scandal to give your

father's business partner a ride home.

Maybe I'll ask your father to do it instead.

Sorry to have bothered you.

I'm sorry, Miss St. Michael's. I'm just a little discombobulated from the flight

home.

I didn't mean to be rude.

Well then, let's go.

Well, there you go, Miss St. Michael.

Have a great night.

Actually, I was wondering if you could come in with me for a moment to make

sure no intruders are inside.

Intruders? You have a security alarm on your house.

Just an eccentricity of mine. I won't be able to sleep if I haven't checked the

house properly for intruders.

When I'm home alone, I get a little frightened.

You understand.

Well, how long is it going to take to check for intruders?

Only a moment or two, Joey. My house isn't that big.

Okay, I guess I'm gonna be going now that you're all safe and sound Actually,

I just wanted to have a little drink first before you check the bedroom What

do you prefer?

Buck or scotch?

Miss St.

Michael's, I have to get back to the party. My parents are gonna be wondering

where I am There you go

Miss St. Michael's You said

you just had to check for intruders.

And now we're here drinking.

I'm sorry. I have to get back.

All right, then.

I didn't know you were in such a hurry.

Oh, by the way, did you see our new portrait of Zoe?

She'll be home from Stanford next week on summer break.

You remember Zoe, don't you?

Yes. She looks like she's grown up.

Funny how that happens.

I was thinking the same thing when I saw you tonight.

I thought to myself, look at little Joey.

He's all grown up.

So is that all the rooms then? Are you feeling safe and sound?

Oh, just my bedroom, if you wouldn't mind.

Then you can go.

Hello? Any insurers in here? Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Holy Christ!

Mrs. St. Michael's, what are you doing?

Haven't you ever seen a woman in a bra and panties before?

Not one of my parents' friends, no.

I could be your friend too, Joey.

Think about that.

I have enough friends, Mrs. St. Michael's. Friends my age.

I see.

Well, then maybe I should put my clothes back on.

Will you help me zipper this back up, please?

No. I will definitely not be doing that.

In fact, I'm going to have to ask you to step away from the door and let me leave

right now.

And then we're going to forget like this never happened. All right, Miss St.

Michael's? Somehow I don't think you're going to forget it, Joey.

I know I won't be forgetting about you.

Miss St. Michael's, please.

I've never seen a boy so wound up.

You know what your problem is, Joey?

You need to release some of that tension you're carrying around.

I'll do that myself when I go home.

Do it yourself.

But if you change your mind, you know my number.

Or you can get it from your father.

So, where did your brother run off to?

I think he went to bed early.

He didn't look too into his welcome home party?

Well, I can't really blame him. He's just been fighting in Afghanistan.

The last thing you'd probably want is to come home to a house full of people who

have no idea what he fucking went through.

What, is he shell-shocked or something?

I don't know.

He seems different.

More guarded.

He's not the Joey I remember.

Maybe he just needs to get laid.

Yeah, well, I can't speak for Joey, but I can speak for myself.

I just walked right into that one, didn't I?

Come here, baby.

Mmm.

Meow.

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Oh.

Thank you.

I don't want to hear it.

Yes? Um, yes. Hi, Miss St. Michael.

It's me.

Joey?

Yeah. Joey from last night?

I remember you.

Vaguely.

Um, yeah. I was just wondering if you were serious about what you said last

night. About what I said?

Refresh my memory, Joey.

I'm not as young as I used to be and I can't remember absolutely everything I

say.

Well, maybe I shouldn't be calling you. I'm sorry.

You are the most nervous young man I've ever met.

Of course I remember what I said to you.

And of course I was serious.

The question is, are you?

Serious, I mean.

I think I am Miss St. Michael's.

I think I'd like to see you.

Well, my husband is back this afternoon.

Well, maybe another time then.

How about the Valentine Hotel?

The Valentine Hotel?

I'll get a room and text you the information.

Let's say 8 o'clock tonight.

Are you sure that's okay?

And your husband won't. Eight o'clock.

I'll see you there.

Don't be late, Joey.

I don't like to be kept waiting.

Come in.

Hello, Miss St.

Michael's. I think you should start calling me Magdalene now.

Don't you?

Okay, Magdalene.

Here, help me unzip this dress, will you?

I just got this back from the cleaners. If you don't mind, I'm going to hang

with her.

I see you like cologne.

I can smell you coming from down the hall.

Um, it's my brother's. I just...

Splashed some on in the bathroom before I left.

I'm a little sensitive to certain smells. Would you mind if I ask you to

go rinse some of that off?

Um, sure. All right. I'll do that right now.

I'm missing Michael's. I don't know if this is a good idea. Maybe I should just

go. Why?

You don't like Michael alone, and I just feel weird, you know?

I mean, you're my dad's partner. I probably shouldn't have even called you.

I just think this whole thing is a big mistake for the both of us.

Don't you ever shut up.

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Joey! Joey!

Do you know who's coming home this weekend from Stanford?

Nope.

Magdalene St. Michael's daughter, Zoe.

Is that right?

Yes. And she's single.

Well, good for her.

Oh, come on.

She's the same age you are. It wouldn't kill you to take her out.

Joey, you're spending too much time alone.

I've spent a year and a half.

with people all the time.

Yeah, you know, those were guys and you were at war.

You need to be around some younger people doing things that are normal.

You know, Joey, you need some normalcy in your life right now, son.

Yeah, and she's quite a catch.

Stanford, Joey.

She goes to Stanford.

She'll probably be looking for some kind of scholar, Mom.

She's not gonna be interested in me.

So, how many affairs have you had?

None of your business.

Why isn't it my business?

Why should it be?

I'd like to know where my lovers have been.

You can always wear a condom if you're worried about that.

Maybe I'm not worried. Maybe I'm just curious.

Well, some things are better left shrouded in mystery, Joey.

My parents are asking me to take your daughter out on a date.

What? Well, come on, Magna. They don't know we're having an affair.

They just think me and Zoe would make a good match.

That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

Why is it so ridiculous?

Because she goes to Stanford, for God's sake.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

That I'm not good enough for her because she goes to Stanford?

I didn't say that.

That's exactly what you said.

Let's drop it.

No, let's not drop it.

I'm good enough to fuck you, but I'm not good enough to fuck your daughter. Is

that what you're saying?

Well, what are you saying?

Do you want to fuck everyone in my family?

How about my husband, too? You might as well take a crack at him while you're at

it. You must have got a lot of practice with that in the army barracks. Am I

right? You're disgusting. Why are you even talking to me like this?

I don't want you dating my daughter.

I don't even want to date your daughter.

Fine, then. Drop it.

You know what? That's a great idea. Why don't we just drop this whole thing?

I don't even know what I'm doing.

Hooking up with some aging alcoholic who runs around behind her husband's back

looking for cheap thrills.

Cheap? You apparently have no idea how much this room costs.

Maybe because you don't pay for anything.

I'm outta here.

It's just gonna be one date.

I don't have any other choice.

Otherwise, they're gonna make us all have a dinner party together.

Magdalene, I can't handle that, and neither can you.

I told you I don't want a dater. I just want to get it over with.

Magdalene.

Hello?

Hello?

Yeah,

I gotta say, those Middle Eastern women.

Yeah, they stay covered up all the time.

But let me tell you, underneath the Asperkus, they're hot as hell.

Hey, bartender, could I get another scotch, please?

Wow, I guess he must have seen a lot over there.

You don't have any fucking idea.

But like I said, it was worth it to get all that Middle Eastern tail. Best pussy

in the world.

I was actually interested in hearing some of your other experiences.

I know you want a purple heart. Your mother told me.

Hey, sweetheart.

This is the hottest thing I've seen all night.

Can I buy you a drink?

Uh, aren't you with someone already?

No.

No, he's not.

I'm gonna go, Joey.

I'll call myself a cab.

Listen, I'm really sorry.

It's okay.

I can tell that you don't like me, so... I won't take up any more of your time.

It's not that.

Really.

It's not that.

I'm just really nervous since I got back from the war.

I don't know what I'm doing.

My guard is just up all the time.

I'm sorry.

Are you sure?

Because, really, it's not a big deal.

I can go home.

I know you've been through a lot.

Come on, let's grab some dinner.

I promise I won't be rude.

Magdalene, I thought my father said you're working at the office today.

I decided to work from home.

Now you're going to turn around, go home, and never come back here. Do you

understand me?

But I have a date with Zoe.

You do not have a date with my daughter. You are never going to see my daughter

again. Or I'm going to tell her exactly what's been going on here.

Do you understand me?

going on here?

Mother?

Joey?

Joey?

I love you, Zoe. That's what's going on here.

Miss St.

Michael's, I'm in love with your daughter.

Well, then maybe you better come clean with her.

Magdalene, please.

Please don't do this. Don't do what?

Darling, Joey and I have a bit of a history.

You see, he was feeling pretty lonely when he got back from the war.

And he needed a shoulder to cry on, so I gave him one.

Actually, I gave him a little more than that.

Stop it, Magdalene. What are you talking about?

This isn't making any sense.

He's not bad in bed, but intellectually, he leaves the little bit to be desired.

So I really think you better stick with your own kind, darling.

You shouldn't be dating broken-down soldiers from Iraq.

Or you can be with an Ivy League man.

What?

Really?

Mother.

Joey. Not you two.

No.

Goodbye, Joey.

Joey, I think we need to talk.

Okay, what's up?

You need to think about what it is that you're doing. You've been languishing

around here for four months now.

No work, no plans to do anything, and your mother is getting concerned.

Four months of recuperating after 18 months of war doesn't seem that

unreasonable.

Maybe not, but still, we're worried about you.

You seem depressed.

You're getting yourself into a rut.

Why don't you do something like take some classes or something? Go meet some

people your own age that are doing things.

Actually, I was thinking of heading up to Stanford.

Stanford? What for?

Well, I thought I might apply there.

Stanford, really?

Yeah. Can't hurt to try.

Did going out with that St. Michael's girl whet your appetite for intelligent

women like your mom?

You might say that.

So I looked at another apartment today.

Oh, really?

It's perfect for us. I totally want you to come take a look at it.

No kidding.

Come on, honey. Think of all the privacy we'd have in our own place.

We wouldn't have to stay on campus in these little dorms.

I don't mind the dorms. They're close to all my classes.

But it would be our place. Our first little home together.

Michael, this is...

move in a little faster for me.

You've been dating for two months now.

I know, but I went through a lot over the summer, okay?

Just a lot of emotional shit.

You always say that, but you won't tell me anything about the guy. I mean, what

did he do?

Nothing.

It was nothing.

Well, whatever it was, it's over now.

Let me show you how good the present and the future can be with me.

Your timing is either really bad or really good because she's packing up her

car right now.

She's moving out.

Where is she moving to?

Her and her boyfriend, Michael. They got a place together.

Who are you, a friend of hers or something?

Joey, what are you doing here?

Joey, I love you.

Joey, please. You shouldn't have come here.

Is this the crazy guy from last summer?

Michael, please.

Joey, I love you. Please don't do this.

Norm, Joey, get in the car.

Michael, I'm sorry